C91 Auction

The luxury car stopped in front of a vintage, spacious penthouse.

There was a sea of people, shining with jewels and jewels. The waiter stood at the door and welcomed them.

Jian Qin put on sunglasses and a face mask and got out of the car with Chung Zimo.

A woman in her thirties or forties, who was wearing a cheongsam at the door, saw Chung Zimo. She walked forward and said with a smile